The sky was gradually overcast, and it was early afternoon, but the bright light of the morning slowly faded away, and the city fell into shadows, crumbling outside the glass windows of Ginza.

The people of Ginza are still coming and going, and the busy and indifferent expressions of the people are occasionally lit up by one or two lucky people who are different.

The young man who was wearing a straight suit but had an extremely clean temperament elegantly stretched out his arms to let the inconspicuous girl next to him hold him, and the crowd of people swimming all over the place in the flashing lights was particularly prominent.

Eri Yi seemed to be a little embarrassed, but looking at Qin Li's expression, there was no embarrassment and ridicule, that is, serious and serious.

The young man bowed slightly, and Eri lowered his head instinctively, why could he be so natural?

The two of them took steps and walked towards the other end of the passage, and Eri felt that Qin Li was walking quickly, and there was an illusion that they were going backwards.

It seems that they are the only ones left in the world, dressed in battle clothes, walking not through the lively streets of Ginza, but on the temple that leads to the battlefield in a golden and splendid way.

Eri felt her steps become firmer, and her steps used to only set foot on the wooden floor of the shrine, on the blood-dripping ground, or curled up in her small room with nothing to do, and sometimes gently hooked the shrine maiden costume.

Even if they looked so strange in the bustling crowd at the moment, or because of their clothes, or because of their expressions or what they were doing, not too many people looked back, and the original unnaturalness of Eri Yi disappeared.

It's serious, it's serious, it's solemn, it's fearless. I don't know why, Eri instinctively thought of these words in her mind, she used to be just at the crossroads, sad that she couldn't finish her eyes for the wide world, but now she can feel it, not only her inner voice, but also what her voice sounds like in the huge world.

"Can you speak...... Eri Yi opened her mouth silently, Qin Li tilted her head slightly, looking at the glass window of the corridor, and there was a faint noise of many vehicles and motors rolling in.

In the end, Qin Li took Eri Yi to a place that looked like it should be a theater or a concert hall.

Eri's eyes widened, and she walked in disbelief.

It was really a small concert hall, she quickly adapted to the darkness, looking around, Qin Li handed out the identity card, and the waiter on the side led them to a separate small hall deeper.

"It's... What? Eri Yi wrote on Qin Li's sleeve, and Qin Li wrote on his sleeve, "With the most noble posture, enjoy the music that can best convey your heart, and use this to start the prelude to a journey." ”

Eri sat uncontrollably, in a rather wide space for the two of them, watching the curtain slowly pull up, and all kinds of small things were sent to her, there were delicate handkerchiefs for her to wipe her hands, and there were telescopes that made it easy for her to see more detailed scenes to play with.

The opera singer walked up to the stage and sang the opening song with a smile on his face, and Eri picked up the binoculars and looked carefully at the symphony orchestra and the opera singers on the stage who were brightly dressed and had beautiful faces.

Qin Li didn't seem to care if Eri Yi could understand the French, Italian, etc. of the opera, but the different singers changed the scene one by one, showing excerpts of many famous scenes of the opera, but it also took a lot of time.

The little witch carefully observed the movements of the actors and the expressions on their faces, listening to the change of tone and the priority of the music, from "The Death of Willow" in "Turandot" to the wonderful fantasy of the maid in "The Bat", from the farewell of Marguerite in "La Traviata" to the memories of the Duchess in "The Marriage of Figaro", the last song is no longer an opera, but a solo performance of a symphony orchestra.

Is it the theme song of "Ultraman Tiga"? Eri was surprised, but immediately entered a state of appreciation, and the light on the stage reflected in her eyes flickered slightly.

No matter what Ultraman thinks when facing a monster, or what a monster thinks when attacked, there are many other sounds in the world that can be interpreted.

Qin Li was not so serious, he clearly knew everything that was happening outside, from the noisy and everyday voices of people to the noisy and boiling crowds.

One after another, some people took a fancy to the clues and news of the bounty and began to search, but fortunately, although he took the initiative to expose the location information, but with his money ability, he found such a small concert hall, which can confuse the people outside for a while.

To his surprise, this time Genjisheng didn't wait as long as he had done last time to buy a drink, but stopped them almost when the front line of the craziest wave of people arrived at the Ginza building.

That's why he was able to watch the performance with Eri so reassuring for so long, and the boy inadvertently raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

He leaned lightly on Eri, who was obviously not enjoying herself, but she still stood up obediently, and the two waited for the conductor to drop their hands, applauded quietly, and walked out as leisurely as they came.

What else do you have time to do? Qin Li did not use his afterglow to observe the girl, and the purity of the little witch's bloodline was not covered, I don't know if he could clearly notice the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

But Eri Yi didn't seem to react much, Qin Li didn't make a decision, he just followed the steps and seemed to act extremely freely.

It's really worthy of Yuan Zhisheng, the commotion outside is not weird enough to attract the attention of Eri Yi, just that it is the rush hour, the girl pulls Qin Li's sleeve, and the teenager understands, and generously takes her to try the Chinese restaurant seen in Ginza.

Although it is said to be a Chinese, restaurant, Qin Li chose the one that Eri Yi had never been to in his impression after asking for Eriyi's opinion.

But it's not a cheap place, Eri Yi stared at the delicate side dish, it was a small piece of carved pink pastry, take a bite lightly, the soft and glutinous sweet filling inside is very healing, the color of cherry blossoms, the fragrance of plants and trees, and the general appearance of handicrafts, she looked at Qin Li again, Qin Li filled in the ticket handed over by the waiter, I don't know what this glance means.

He frowned, and Eri Yi also had a tendency to frown, he quickly pushed his share of snacks over to her, and then folded the opened ticket slip and put it back in his pocket.

Eri blinked her eyes, suddenly a little envious.

Envy Qin Li for having money on hand.

It seems that her money still has to be in the name of her brother and family, and she has no cash, so if she went out to eat a meal in the cafeteria, she would be found quickly.

The rhythm of the chef's serving was very comfortable, Qin Li found that he didn't eat as sweetly as a little girl, and Eri Yi threw herself on the delicate delicacies in front of her, and the bitter and hateful look in front of the TV just now dissipated.

Qin Li felt a little funny, and dug a mouthful of soup and stuffed it into his mouth, hey, the little girl naturally didn't know it for the first time, if it was really so easy to be cured, his ulterior motives for this trip showed that he was despicable.

Eri finished cleaning her share early, and looked at the slow boy, who was a little hairy by her staring.

Looking at it this way, it's not a meal now, in the big restaurant, the two of them simply found a table to sit down, lonely, and a little lonely.

Eri turned her head to look in the direction of the streets of Ginza, wondering what she was thinking, or reminiscing about the subtleties of the sweets that the chef had kindly explained.

When Qin Li wasn't paying attention, she quietly drew her fingers on the seat———

"I seem to know what little monsters should do in a world with Ultraman.

In fact, there are not so many Ultramans in the world, and there are not so few little monsters, and the little monsters can not go in front of Ultraman, and they can happily listen to more voices in the world with other little monsters......"

In the next second, Qin Li put down the tableware, put his left hand on the table beside Eriyi, and wrote slowly, "No, you are still running away, this may be difficult to hear, but it is definitely not what I really want to show you." ”

Eri thought he hadn't seen it, so she was almost invisibly embarrassed for a moment, and wrote, "Why escape?" ”

"It's not enough to hear the world, are you using your own voice? Can you make your voice heard? ”

The girl did not answer.

"What do you have to prove that you have been in this world? By accepting the fact that you are a monster, you will gladly accept it when facing Ultraman? Can you really remember every monster?

At the very least, prove that we existed. ”

We? Seeing this word, Eri shook slightly.

But this vacillation is also physical.

Qin Li's expression returned to indifference, and the glass window that was originally facing the two of them was blocked by a humanoid shadow.

Outside the window, a masked man, dressed in a black suit that looked like a mourning dress, looked straight at them, and elegantly held his hands behind his back.

Qin Li turned his head sideways and looked at Eriyi.

In the corridor behind the masked man, there were more footsteps one after another, getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

In the past, it was a monster looking at the world of Ultraman and thinking about it.

Little monster, what are you looking at now?

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